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An important Conference takes place between Mr. Pickwick and Samuel Weller, at which his Parent assi

           Pickwick’sinclination,andthathewouldbeveryhappytoyieldtohisadvice;uponwhich,Mr.Pickwickjoyfullytookhimathisword,andcalledSambackintotheroom.

           ‘Sam,’saidMr.Pickwick,clearinghisthroat,‘yourfatherandIhavebeenhavingsomeconversationaboutyou.’

           ‘Aboutyou,Samivel,’saidMr.Weller,inapatronisingandimpressivevoice.

           ‘Iamnotsoblind,Sam,asnottohaveseen,alongtimesince,thatyouentertainsomethingmorethanafriendlyfeelingtowardsMrs.Winkle’smaid,’saidMr.Pickwick.

           ‘Youhearthis,Samivel?’saidMr.Weller,inthesamejudicialformofspeechasbefore.

           ‘Ihope,Sir,’saidSam,addressinghismaster,‘Ihopethere’snoharminayoungmantakin’noticeofayoung‘oomanasisundeniablygood-lookingandwell-conducted.’

           ‘Certainlynot,’saidMr.Pickwick.

           ‘Notbynomeans,’acquiescedMr.Weller,affablybutmagisterially.

           ‘Sofarfromthinkingthereisanythingwronginconductsonatural,’resumedMr.Pickwick,‘itismywishtoassistandpromoteyourwishesinthisrespect.Withthisview,Ihavehadalittleconversationwithyourfather;andfindingthatheisofmyopinion

           ‘Theladynotbein’awidder,’interposedMr.Wellerinexplanation.

           ‘Theladynotbeingawidow,’saidMr.Pickwick,smiling.

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